Not far behind Chu Qianli, the curtain fluttered as if blown by the wind, moving slightly.
Everyone seemed to see a figure flicker past behind the curtain.
But on a closer look, it seemed as if nothing could be seen.
The curtain continued to sway gently, but behind it, there was no further movement.
Feng Yexuan chased after it.
Chu Qianli still felt somewhat uneasy in her heart.
Lan Fan's martial arts were indeed not as good as Feng Yexuan's, but his unique skills of the Lan Family were not so easy to deal with either.
If not careful, it would be easy to fall into his trap.
In a daze, only to hear someone roaring: "Let go! Who allows you to touch this Prince!"
Prince Yu was struggling, but he was no match for Yang Xu.
Chu Qianli's thoughts were pulled back by his angry shouts, her gaze landing on Prince Yu, sharp and cold.
"Prince Yu, you colluded with Lan Fan, attempting to usurp my Nanming's Jiangshan. Do you know your crime?"
